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No!" he cried in an excited whisper, as he rested his hands on the window-sill. "Hist! It's Bunny Wrigg!" And then, clapping his hands to each side of his mouth, he softly imitated with wonderful accuracy the call of one of the woodland owls. "Hoi hoi hoi hoi hoi!" "Pee-week! Pee-week! Pee-week!" came from below them in the shrubbery a little to their left. "All right, Bunny," whispered Waller.
As soon as the meal was over, Asako went to bed. She was tired out by an orgy of sight-seeing and new impressions. Geoffrey said that he would have a short walk and a smoke before turning in. He took the road which led towards the harbour of Nagasaki. Chonkina, Chonkina, Chon, Chon, Kina, Kina, Yokohama, Nagasaki, Hakodate Hoi!
"Hoi!" shouted Dick loudly. "Hoi! hallo!" came back; and then a well-known voice cried: "Is that you, Dick?" "Yes, father. Here! Ahoy!" There was more splashing, more talking, and Dick's heart leaped as he felt that his father had come in search of him, and that he would have an easier task than he had expected in finding his boat.
There was the sharp click, click of a gun being cocked, and a voice roared out, "Here, you, Mike Bannock, don't shoot me." There was a loud rustling among the ferns, and then Jem shouted again. "Mas' Don Ngati! Why hoi oh! It's all right!" The familiar voice the name Mike Bannock, and Jem's cheery, boyish call, made Don rise, wondering more than ever whether this was not a dream.
'Get out of the way! cried the officers of the stationary one. 'Where are we to go to? screamed the agitated Pickwickians. 'Hoi hoi hoi! was the only reply. There was a moment of intense bewilderment, a heavy tramp of footsteps, a violent concussion, a smothered laugh; the half-dozen regiments were half a thousand yards off, and the soles of Mr. Pickwick's boots were elevated in air. Mr.
Some would have led the old man away; but he thrust them off fiercely. "Hoi! come wolf! Hoi! come kite! Hoi! come erne from off the fen! You followed us, and we fed you well, when Swend Forkbeard brought us over the sea. Follow us now, and we will feed you better still, with the mongrel Frenchers who scoff at the tongue of their forefathers, and would rob their nearest kinsman of land and lass.
She laughed hoarsely and tossed her head. "Who told you that?" she asked contemptuously. "It was the doll-woman who killed him I have said so." "You tella me so hoi, hoi! But old Sin Sin Wa catchee wonder. Lo!" he extended a yellow forefinger, pointing at his wife "Mrs. Sin make him catchee die! No bhobbery, no palaber. Sin Sin Wa gotchee you sized up allee timee." Mrs.
There, we have done our work for this time. Let's get out of this horrible smoke." "Hoi, you!" came from beyond the wall; "if you fire any more of that choke-dog stuff, I'll give orders to my men to kill the prisoners, 'specially the girl." "You cowardly ruffian!" cried Mark, in a rage. "Bah! Puppy!" came back scornfully. "Don't answer, boy," said Sir Edward softly. "But father! if "
The hoi polloi of jarvies or stevedores or whatever they were after a cursory examination turned their eyes apparently dissatisfied, away though one redbearded bibulous individual portion of whose hair was greyish, a sailor probably, still stared for some appreciable time before transferring his rapt attention to the floor.
Fortunately, while Hugo despised the "hoi polloi" as only a stupid, miseducated snob can despise, he appreciated that they had votes and so must be conciliated; and he yearned with the snob's famished yearning for the title and dignity of judge.
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